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When I said Cathy was a monster it seemed to me that it was so. Now I have bent close with a glass over the small print of her and reread the footnotes, and I wonder if it was true. The trouble is that since we cannot know what she wanted, we will never know whether or not she got it. If rather than running toward something, she ran away from something, we can't know whether she escaped. Who knows but that she tried to tell someone or everyone what she was like and could not, for lack of a common language. Her life may have been her language, formal, developed, indecipherable. It is easy to say she was bad but there is little meaning unless we know why.

John Steinbeck, East of Eden

[bibliophilicstranger]

Todays edition of "Things I found while manically taking notes when I should be writing a story, when I should just be transcribing a story, when I should be cleaning/organizing when I should be applying to jobs" is:

Lord Fitzroy was wounded by a musket ball which shattered his right elbow while riding beside Wellington. He walked back to a cottage being used as a field hospital and was so silent as his arm was cut off between the shoulder and elbow that The Prince of Orange, who was lying wounded in the same room, had no idea an operation had been performed until the arm was tossed away and Lord Fitzroy called out, “Hey, bring my arm back. There’s a ring my wife gave me on the finger.”

Which, I mean, stoic and adorable. Plus, bonus:

The Duke temporarily replaced him with another one-armed officer as an assurance to him that his disability would not prevent his returning as principal aide-de-camp when he was recovered.

Be still my heart.

(Hibbert, Christopher. 1997. Wellington: A Personal History. Addison Wesley.)

Back to trying to reconcile two different descriptions of Hume's conversation with Wellington the morning after Waterloo.

[keytothefuturesfate]

NEW #KttFF PAGE! In which we do our best not to stress each other out.

Sharing the new pages will help get more eyes on the comic, so mad props to anyone who does!

[sharry-arry-odd]

"So I sent Jesse and Gabriel to take the kids to Kyle's house," Mercy said. "In Marsilia's car, which now has a dent and a dead body in the back," said Zee. "It sounds worse than it is," she assured him. "No," Adam disagreed. "It is exactly as bad as it sounds."

Frost Burned, by Patricia Briggs